Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

There was a charred land under his feet, as if it had been burned by flames countless times. Cracks spread like spider webs, and there seemed to be a dark red light flickering in each crack, as if there were devil's eyes peeping under the earth.

The air around seemed to have been drained of all vitality, turning into a pool of stagnant water.

Those huge rocks suspended in the air have strange edges and corners, like twisted ghost faces, roaring silently.

Some rocks still have remains of unidentified creatures, with dried limbs stretched out in strange postures, as if they had experienced extreme pain and fear before death.

Ye Chen's heartbeat was like a drum. In this dead silent environment, the "dong dong" sound became the only sign of life.

But at the same time, it seemed to be announcing its presence to the terror around it.

Thoughts raced through his mind, each one like a cold tentacle entwining his sanity.

What kind of secrets are hidden here? Is it an exiled evil place in the universe, or some kind of ancient and evil experimental site?

He subconsciously clenched his fists. His palms were full of sweat, but he felt the sweat quickly condense into ice in the cold air.

Xiao Lingtian was not much better.

His usually calm face now looked like the turbulent sea ravaged by a storm.

His lips trembled slightly and he wanted to say something, but he found that his throat seemed to be tightly pinched by an invisible hand and he could not make a sound.

He looked at everything around him and felt like an ignorant child who had entered a forbidden land. Every step he took could awaken a sleeping demon.

The mountains that appear and disappear in the distance look like a huge monster lying in the darkness.

There is not a single piece of vegetation on the mountain, only deep gullies that look like they were cut by giant swords.

From time to time, a black smoke mixed with a pungent smell would spurt out from those gullies.

It was like a mixture of sulfur and blood, and Xiao Lingtian's stomach churned every time he smelled it.

He felt his soul trembling in this horrific environment, as if he would be torn out of his body at any time and swallowed by this hell.

In this hell, time seems to have lost its meaning.

Every passing second seemed as long as a century. Ye Chen and Xiao Lingtian were like lonely souls abandoned by the world, struggling in this endless fear, their hearts filled with fear.

But at the same time, a strong curiosity was quietly growing in my heart.

This is a desire for the unknown. Even if there is an even more terrifying abyss ahead, they still want to uncover the mystery behind this hell.

Suddenly, a low roar came from underground. The sound was like millions of giant beasts roaring at the same time, and the whole hell shook.

Ye Chen and Xiao Lingtian's faces lost all color in an instant and turned as pale as paper.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time, and from their deep eyes, they caught an indescribable sense of fear.

This does not come from simple timidity, nor is it fear in the full sense, but a tremor that comes from the depths of the soul.

The legendary hell has long been portrayed as eerie and terrifying, making people terrified.

However, when they actually stepped into this forbidden land, they discovered that the horror legends circulating in the world were actually a gentle whitewashing of this hellish scene.

What I saw and heard was beyond my imagination, striking the deepest part of my soul and arousing an unprecedented strong shock.

Here, every breath carries endless suffering and wailing, and every shadow hides unspeakable horrific secrets.

Only then did they realize that the real hell was far more cruel and more terrifying than the legends.

At the same time, a deeper fear spread in their hearts, realizing that Zhou Yihan was approaching an abyss that was even more gloomy and terrifying than this place.

Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but quicken their pace. Every second of hesitation seemed to make Zhou Yihan fall into deeper suffering and torture.

They knew very well that every moment that passed was a ruthless test of her will and courage.

After passing through the endless pain and torture of the eighteen levels of hell, a deep passage that seemed to connect to the deepest black hole in the universe suddenly appeared before them.

This passage, like a giant beast that devours light, is quietly waiting for their arrival.

Inside the passage, the Yin energy was so heavy that it almost condensed into a solid, transforming into wisps of black smoke that entwined and permeated every corner.

It felt like even the air was permeated with this coldness and despair, which made people feel cold and want to escape from this endless darkness involuntarily.

The coldness seemed to spread from the coldest corner of the abyss of the universe, piercing into the bone marrow and even deeper into the soul, stirring up wave after wave of fear.

Every step forward is like facing the most vulnerable fear in your heart, which is an instinctive awe and fear of the unknown and darkness.

Soon, the King of Hell walked ahead with steady and majestic steps. Behind his back, Ye Chen had a solemn expression and an indescribable heaviness in his steps.

Xiao Lingtian was extremely anxious, and seemed to be trying his best to suppress his inner anxiety with every step.

The three of them slowly walked through the long passage that seemed to have no end. Each step was filled with the heaviness of the unknown, until the light that symbolized the end quietly came into view.

When they finally stepped out of the passage and into the outside world, the scene before them seemed to freeze time, causing the three people's hearts to skip a beat at the same time.

This is a dark territory forgotten by the world, and the sky is like a huge spread of black silk.

There was a faint light flickering on it, but it was not a warm light. Instead, it made everything around it seem even more profound and lonely.

The light was cold and distant, like a whisper from ancient times, telling the unknown story of this land.

The surroundings were as quiet as a vacuum, without a breath of wind or a sound.

This silence was like an invisible giant hand, tightly grasping their souls, causing a chill of fear to arise involuntarily from the depths of their souls.

But they did not stop for a moment, the faith in their hearts drove them to move forward.

They flew in the darkness for an unknown amount of time before a towering mountain suddenly appeared in their sight. It was the legendary Yinshan Mountain.

Looking from a distance, Yinshan Mountain seemed to be torn apart by two extreme forces in the universe.

On one side, there was a faint light that appeared and disappeared, presenting a bleak light gray. In the flickering light, it seemed as if countless suffering souls were struggling and shouting silently.

On the other side was an extreme darkness like the collapse of the universe, so thick that it seemed to swallow up all light, sound and even hope.

There was not a trace of light, it was like a huge dark abyss with its bloody mouth open waiting for its prey.

Xiao Lingtian's eyes were fixed on the endless darkness behind Yinshan Mountain. His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible sharp claw, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

His eyes were filled with anxiety and pain, his eye sockets turned red due to congestion, veins on his forehead bulged, and every blood vessel seemed about to burst.

His lover Zhou Yihan was imprisoned in that darkness. When Xiao Lingtian thought of the pain she might be suffering, he felt as if his soul was being roasted on fire.

He couldn't wait to fly to the King of Hell, his voice becoming hoarse with anxiety.

"Yan Wang, please leave quickly. She is there and must be suffering. I cannot let her suffer for even one more second!"

His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood flowed down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

Every second of waiting was a torment for him. Zhou Yihan’s gentle smile and the sweet times they had in the past kept appearing in his mind.